I guess I will just put it this way. I hate the way people see me now and assume their opinions about me. I can`t help what I have become and the physical and mental impairments I now face. I hate people but, but, if you do try and make the effort to get to know me, I can be a very good friend. Thing is, the only people I ever see are, Doctors, nurse and fellow patients...... My so called "close friends" all disappeared once they figured out I couldn`t work on their car or bust my butt, helping them in other ways. I spent 32 days in 2 different hospitals and not one, ever came and saw me. I saw the writing on the wall then!!

Now, if we could go back 3 1/2 years, to before everything started ho happen, you would see a man that worked 12 hours a day, 7 days a week. My photography was my escape, along with my grandsons! I am soon to have a step granddaughter and another grandbaby in about 7 months. I just wish I could go back in time to be the man I was, not the bed ridden worthless, pile of nothing, that I now consider myself..... Don`t ever take your present life for granted, it can change in a second!! I was out photographing trains on Thursday, grabbed a bite to eat before work that night, next thing I know, I am in the ER with an 80% chance of dying before Saturday. If anyone does read this, please don`t take your present life for granted. There are so many things I thought I had time to do. They are gone!!